When Wanda finally came to her senses, her first impulse was to go in there and start screaming, calling them all sorts of names. Somehow, she managed to maintain her composure and stayed put, pressing her lips together.

That wouldn't be the right thing to do, she reasoned. Their relationship wasn't the best in the world as it was, and an episode like this might ruin it forever. Still, she had to be firm with them – let them know they couldn't turn this farm into a whorehouse!

I'll just go back inside and wait until morning, she thought. After breakfast, I'll confront them with my knowledge and then let them know in no uncertain terms that it's not to happen again. Ever.

And that will be that.

"Mmmmmmm, I love sucking your cock," Brenda said, rolling her tongue around Jimmy's cockhead. She was lifting his balls, pressing them to her checks. "You gonna give me lots of cum to suck down?"

Why, that wanton little tramp! Wada thought. She was just a youngster, and she was talking like a whore!

"Just shut the fuck up and eat my cock," Jimmy said, pressing forward. The entire length of his cock disappeared inside the girl's throat. "Mmmmmmm, that's the way boy. Love it when you gobble all of my prickmeat down."

"And I love this sweet pussy of yours," Mike said from behind Brenda. "Goddamn! Best little pussy I've ever fucked."

Wanda couldn't believe what she was hearing. And how many times had Mike and Jimmy brought her here? Had they been out here, practically laughing in her face, while they fucked this little bitch?

Wanda felt anger sweep over her. Still, she resisted the urge to go in there and break up the fuck session. It just wouldn't do for her to start playing the part of the evil stepmother.

I'll just go back inside, she told herself. We'll talk in the morning.